Tell me lie and I shall buy.
Fly me high and I shall sigh.
Challenging the gravity with my swollen body.
I fly with flimsy skin and needle bones.
The pressure exceeds and down-to-earth I am.
To measure your love and your devotion.
Against mine which I have paid.
The sacrifice in miles and the results in
micrometers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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